I remember the days when my dad still worked with Diana. Those stories are the best. Diana was a handler for the Agency, and the sole handler for all the contracts my dad received. One day, Diana betrayed the Agency. She flushed all the accounts and cut off all the sources that the Agency had. She used the confusion to even vanish. The leader of the Agency, Travis, issued a kill order on her and gave it to none other than my dad.
That's pretty much all I know about her betrayal, my dad doesn't allow me to get mixed up with the Agency. Sure he trains me to fight, no man will best me in a fist fight, but he always tells me "The best piece of advice I'll ever be able to give you is never kill unless you know for sure that you have to."
Diana was the closest thing me and my dad had to a friend. He always said that he was the only other person in the world that he could think about trusting. I remember when he received the contract for her, he was emotionless as ever, but I knew deep down he was struggling with the idea of killing her.
My name is Piper Rose. No last name. I'm a thirteen year old brunette with amethyst colored eyes, and I'm very different from other girls. I've been trained all my life to be able to escape any situation, no matter how dire. I can fight, and even though I've never actually done it, I've been trained to kill.
My name is Piper, and I am the daughter of the Hitman.
I stepped out of the car and looked at the beautiful scenery around me. I was on a large hill covered in wild flowers, with a gigantic mansion paired with a beautiful garden below. I inhaled a deep breath, keeping it in for a moment before exhaling. A black gloved hand came to rest on my shoulder and I looked back to see my dad staring at the view as well.
"Remember what I told you." He began. "Stay by my side. And if we do get separated…" "Don't kill unless I'm sure that I have to." I finished for him. He looked down at me with a blank face. He nodded his head and started walking down the hill. I followed him, checking to make sure my gun was loaded and unlocked. I hadn't forgotten what we were here to do. I pushed the clip back into my suppressed Silverballer. My dad was here for a contract and decided to bring me along with him. My dad was here to kill the only human being that he could even consider being a friend. We were here to kill Diana, and before the night was over Diana Burnwood would lie dead.
Killed by the infamous Agent 47.